I think I know I'm dating the right girl when she thinks that my mum knitting the dog a scarf is a good thing. I just see it as dementia, or something.
My one day off for the week, but never actually a day off when you're self-employed so spent the morning chatting to my teaching agent and have agreed to some more stuff for next week, and then did some fringe venue research alongside the continued negotiations.
Took Mum shopping, which gave me the opportunity to continue writing my football story.
Evening chat on the phone to G about band stuff, and then on Facebook to Steph about the show and how we can make this into something amazing.
So much on my to-do list that I haven't achieved yet.
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